"Sit down."

Just on the first white jade steps at the end of the square, the two sat down casually, and Yun Zhongzi even took out a pot of wine and two jade cups to cheer up.

The wine that was as clear as sweet as a spring was poured into the cup, and a refreshing aroma of wine rose. Yun Zhongzi picked up the jade cup and drank it all, revealing the intoxication that the old alcoholics had on his face, "Where should we start? Do you know the meaning of a saint?"

"A little understanding," Chu Mu nodded, "The so-called saint is a person who has strong power and will that can fill the world and integrate into all things. All things in this world change with the will of the saint. Sometimes just a random thought flashes through the world may change the world. The so-called will of heaven is nothing more than that."

The reason why a saint is a saint is not because of his fruit or status, nor because of his authority, but simply power and intention.

When the power is so strong that it fills the world and when the will can turn everything around, you become a saint. The meaning of a saint is absolute power.

"Yes, the will of heaven," Yun Zhongzi sighed, "Our goal is to touch the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is in a sense a saint. A saint will run through the will of heaven and earth. If there is only one saint in the world, then he will be able to do everything. Only multiple saints exist and restrain each other will give us a chance to breathe."

The closer they get to the ultimate goal in the heart of the monk, the more desperate they are. If they are weak, they will naturally not be able to detect any abnormalities. Even if there is a sudden huge turn in life, it can only be said to be due to fate. They do not know that their changes in their lives are likely to be caused by a thought of the saint or a confrontation of wills between them.

But this kind of ignorance does not exist for the disciples of saints such as Yun Zhongzi. The closer they get, the more they can feel the invisible big net shrouded above their heads. The sky net intertwined by the will of the saints traps everything in the world, allowing the gaze to feel the deepest powerlessness and despair.

During the Battle of the Gods, Yun Zhongzi saw what the consequences of those who were driven by the will of the saints.

Those people in Shangqing knew that coming out of the mountain might be a dead end, but they still came out either actively or passively. In terms of immortality, this phenomenon is "the evil spirit is confused and the energy is exhausted." But later, when Yun Zhongzi learned the truth, he realized that this is actually "the saint wants you to die, and you have to die."

Now that I think of the past scenes again, Yun Zhongzi still feels sad.

"But I don't understand a little bit. If someone is the first to become a saint, how should the latecomer take this step?" Chu Mu picked up the wine glass and asked out the long-standing doubts in his heart.

The saint can be said to be a super high-quality ultimate Tao. The ultimate Tao can fill its own power in a world, making it impossible for fellow Taoists to achieve the truth and break through. The saints occupy all corners of the world, not only can suppress the people among fellow Taoists, but also can make the world rotate with his heart.

If we use this inference, then if someone becomes a saint first, then as long as he is unwilling, no one can be a latecomer and no one can take that last step.

"You are right," said Yun Zhongzi, "but have you ever thought that the deeper you go, the harder it is to get out of it. When the saint integrates his will into everything, he also invisibly created a cage for himself. It is good to achieve the only achievement, but if he can go one step further, then who would not want to? It is difficult to get out of it if his body is stretched too wide."

It's like taking off your clothes. If you stretch your body straight, your clothes will be firmly attached to your body and it will be difficult to take off. If you want to take off your clothes, you have to shrink them.

Similarly, if a saint wants to transcend, he will naturally have to reduce his burden and take off his clothes step by step.

When Chu Mu heard this, he basically understood why Buddhism flourished after the founding of Gods and why Taoist sects declined step by step. It was just because Taoist sects were vassals of the will of saints. If they suppress the other party step by step in the confrontation of will, then Taoist sects will naturally prosper, and on the contrary, they will continue to decline.

The Sanqing took the initiative to make concessions, shrink his territory, and give it to others. It would be strange if the door did not decline.

But no one expected that the Three Pure Land would fight back in the last step, destroy the rest of the people, and then happily transcend to the ground, leaving behind a world without saints.

When Chu Mu thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

If the Three Qingshu hadn't killed one wave at the last moment, then the powerlessness and despair of Yun Zhongzi and others at that time would be his despair at this moment.

"This is really called me..."

Chu Mu drank a glass of wine, "Shocked!"

The wine entered his stomach and a roll of spiritual energy poured into his body, but Chu Mu had no time to feel that feeling. When he thought of the powerlessness and despair, he felt a little chilled in his heart.

Fortunately, Sanqing cleaned up a wave, but fortunately...

He grabbed the pot and poured a glass of wine, drank it all, 'To this beautiful world.'

"It is precisely because of understanding that despair that after the teacher left, everyone began to move towards that realm," Yun Zhongzi continued, "There is no saint, which is a great opportunity for us to take advantage of the situation. At that time, everyone wanted to attain enlightenment and reach the peak of the king's land, but unexpected things happened again. Because the teacher and the others left, the immortal path lost its source and became a pool of stagnant water. As time passed, we were not only not close to that realm, but were farther away."

"In this case, finally... someone went crazy. The water source has been lost, but there is still a lot of water left. If someone can take all the water for himself, can he use this to break through that limit? Then the question is, where does the water come from? Which water is best to draw?"

"Same school." Chu Mu said slowly.

The best water to be taken is naturally the same as the fellow disciples, and naturally the brothers who listen to the sermons under the teacher's seat.

He could completely imagine the hope that all the people who thought of this path at that time had radiated. This was the last glimmer of hope, this was the last possibility. The ancient immortals at that time should have struggled, hesitated, distressed, and even crazy.

The first person to put this madness into action should be Guangchengzi.

Guangchengzi took the lead in killing Chi Jingzi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, put their water into his pool, and then attacked others. But the rest were not those who were waiting to die. After the initial shock, they would rise up and resist, but at the same time, others also had similar thoughts.

Therefore, a chaotic civil war swept across the Yuqing lineage, and at the same time, this scene may also be staged in other places.

"A chaotic battle turned the glorious past into dust. Because I had no intention of fighting, I hid in Yuxu Palace following the instructions left by the teacher before leaving, and hid until now. Thinking about it now, maybe the teacher had expected that that scene to happen long ago."

Yun Zhongzi smiled bitterly.

The magical powers of Yuanshi Tianzun were not something that he could guess. When he discovered that Yuxu Palace had disappeared with him, he realized the profound meaning of Yuanshi Tianzun. When he saw Chu Mu today, he understood even more that his teacher had seen through everything and even turned his attention to the present of the long-term future.

"I don't know what happened next. After all, I am just a deserter. What I have known over the years are through the Yuqing Daosheng who came here."

"Let's stop talking about it, drinking and drinking. Now that I have closed the door and become a unified person, no matter how many things happen in the world, I will never be disturbed. Come on, do it!"

Yun Zhongzi suddenly started to drink violently. There seemed to be endless space in the small wine pot, one cup after another, and there was never an end.

But Chu Mu knew that Yun Zhongzi was definitely not as decadent as he appeared. His previous actions to suppress Pangu Banner showed that he had not become cowardly. Under this unrestrained appearance, perhaps he had a heart to hide his strength and keep a low profile.

‘This senior brother can make friends with you.’

Yun Zhongzi and the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng are enemies, not friends, and they don’t have a good impression of Guangchengzi. Even this time, Yun Zhongzi may have contributed to the battle.

As far as Chu Mu knew, Yunzhongcheng was founded by a Taoist head in the Yuqing Daozhi. If you trace the source, you will probably follow Yunzhongzi.

A thought flashed through his mind. Chu Mu also drank Yun Zhongzi with face on the surface. A cup of spiritual wine entered his stomach, and the rich spiritual energy mixed with the wine flowed all over his body. For a moment, Chu Mu felt drunk.
Chapter completed!